Thinking about “The March for Our Lives” and how it reminds me of Nietzsche's idea of “Eternal Recurrence,” how everything repeats itself over and over again. The lyrics above are from a 1930's “organizing song” about a real man who was killed fighting for workers rights. Joan Baez made it a major hit in 1969 when she sang it at Woodstock. The lyrics need just a little tweaking to make the song resonate with its eternal relevancy today. I wonder if Baez will be singing it again somewhere in DC on March 24th to the grandkids of those young people she once sang it to nearly 50 years before? Somethings never change but maybe this time the cycle will be broken.